The Donna- Don

They reached Milinoi where Salvatore is based at. A limo was waiting for them.

"Boss" collective voices echoed in the area and almost 65 men stood there.

All eyes went to Aryan and then back to Salvatore and no one asked any questions.

They got into the limo and then changed three vehicles on their way.

"Do you always travel like this?" asked Aryan.

"No, I have been away too long. Chances of being surprised are high," said Salvatore.

"If you say so," said Aryan.

"Okay, we are almost here. That is the house," said Salvatore.

Aryan looked in the direction Salvatore pointed. It was a huge palatial house and Aryan looked at Salvatore.

"How many people live there?" asked Aryan.

"Everyone and their families in the East, North and West wings. South is all mine," said Salvatore.

"South Wing?" asked Aryan.

Salvatore nodded, face stoic. He did not live in the palace but the look on Aryan's face was priceless.

Aryan just rolled his eyes.

"It is the smallest wing with around 70 rooms," said Salva